The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

If you stay in the park for a long time, you will ignore time and you will not even feel it.

Especially for Goutui, they have almost no time to think about other things every day. All they think about is how to produce results.

I chatted with Wang Xiaolong until about six o'clock in the afternoon. He invited me to dinner, and I didn't refuse.

After all, I had given him a lot of benefits before, and Hua Zi didn’t even know how many gifts he had received.

When we came down from upstairs, we were getting ready to eat when we saw a few people gathered around not far away, seemingly looking at something.

Wang Xiaolong raised his eyebrows and hugged me: "Let's go over and have a look."

I don't understand what he is going to see.

After I passed by, I saw someone crawling on the ground.

The man's body was like a skinned snake, winding on the soil and dancing with the dust.

There was deep red blood flowing from both of his eye sockets, and the pain on his face had almost wiped out all the expression, leaving only a twisted, painful outline.

His feet were swollen from being beaten, his clothes were so stained that the original color could not be recognized, and the blood dripping all over his body made him look like a ghost crawling out of the grave!

His body twisted in pain on the ground, and he struggled to crawl forward.

His fingers drew deep ravines on the ground, and his mouth made a sound that I will never forget. It was squeezed out of my throat, a kind of human cry in pain.

I stared at him closely, and an indescribable feeling surged into my heart...

This person is none other than Qian Hao!

I suddenly remembered how arrogant he looked when I first entered the park, and how insulted he was to me.

Who would have thought that in just a few months, he would become like this?

I don’t know if he ever thought that one day he would do this. If he had, he would still torture that girl.

With a smile on his face, Wang Xiaolong flicked the cigarette butt in his hand towards Qian Hao's face.

The hot cigarette butt hit him in the face instantly, scaring him so much that he rolled on the ground and kept waving his hands in the air.

It was also at this time that a stench wafted from his body.

I noticed that the feces and urine on his lower body had seeped out of his rubbed crotch.

"It really stinks!" Wang Xiaolong cursed and said to me, "Let's go, if you keep watching, you won't even be able to eat for a while."

As I was leaving, I glanced at the other people watching, and most of them had fear in their eyes.

Qian Hao was left outside like this because the higher-ups wanted to scare the monkeys.

This kind of thing is not new. Many people in the park who have made big mistakes will be treated like this.

I can't remember how many I've seen.

It's just that I didn't know those people before, so although I felt a little emotional, I didn't think much about it.

But Qian Hao was different. He was the first person who told me to "recognize the facts" when I came to the park.

His experience also made me realize that in this place, one cannot take it lightly at any moment. Once one relaxes his vigilance, it is very likely that he will be plotted to death!

Although I have a good relationship with Wang Xiaolong now, I am always wary of him.

Why didn't he treat me like this?

I even suspected that Yang Ziming was behind his hookup with me.

……

In less than a week, Wang Meng placed several large orders, two of which were worth [-] yuan. The group's performance soon reached more than [-] yuan.

This surprised me a bit. Although I was very satisfied with the customized plan, I never thought it would have such an effect.

I asked Wang Meng to export all his chat records during this period, and then studied them carefully, and finally found that this guy had made some changes based on my plan.

In the past, my set of words only told them how to talk, but Wang Meng’s change was to add deletions to this set of words!

For example, if he tells a customer that he does live broadcasting, if the customer resists, he will decisively abandon the customer, put the customer into a group that resists live broadcasting, and then "clean" it in other ways later.

He also divides his clients into two types: "urgent" and "slow-warming". If they are impatient, he won't talk nonsense and will just pull the other party's video. If they are slow-warming, he will take care of them first.

After his deletion and selection process, the positioning will be more precise, and the words will be more targeted.

When I asked Wang Meng about his experience, he didn't tell me why he did this. He just thought that this way he could achieve results faster.

I smiled and threw him a cigarette: "Come back, sort out your process, make a document and send it to me."

Wang Meng took the cigarette, scratched his head and said, "Brother Lei, I'm not very good at organizing things."

"Just write down your thoughts and how you operate."

"it is good."

I waved my hand and asked him to go out to work: "Go and call Lao Chen in."

Wang Meng nodded, and not long after he left, Lao Chen walked in.

"Team leader, are you looking for me?" Lao Chen stood in front of his desk with a smile on his face.

"how's the work going recently?"

"pretty good."

"Do you still have the money I gave you last time?"

"There are some..."

I nodded, let him sit down, and then handed over the "Principles of Economics" printed out in the drawer: "There are some contents in it that I don't understand very well. I have marked them all. You can help me sort them out later." one time."

Old Chen was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Team leader... how do I understand this..."

I smiled and said, "You can learn if you don't understand. Anyway, I'll leave this matter to you. I'll give you ten days and give it to me when you've sorted it out."

After that, I asked him to go out without waiting for his answer.

This guy Chen Fa has been in my group for so long, but he still pretends to be crazy and acts stupid. He hides himself very deeply. He doesn't show up on weekdays and won't express his opinion on anything.

He wished that no one cared about him.

But the more he did this, the more intrigued I became.

After he went out, I opened a document on the computer with the mouse and began to study it carefully.

I've been reading mostly programming books lately, and I'm having a hard time reading them.

Among them, the most unfamiliar and difficult to understand is the assembly language. I am confused by those symbols.

But I know that if I don’t work hard to improve myself, I might end up like Qian Hao at some point...

Here, survival is more important than anything else, more important than those difficult programming languages, and more important than my own conscience!

So, I can't stop, I have to live!

In this place, only the strongest people can survive.

If you don’t work hard, no one will sympathize with you when you are crawling on the ground like Qian Hao!

Only by making yourself stronger can you gain a firm foothold in this park!

I won't end up like that!